The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

So--

Ian looked at his hands.

If you think in this direction.

I should be able to retrieve another blade from my memory.

The fist once again enters the grasping state.

The attention is completely focused.

Recalling that moment in the past.

Zila Zila——!

The lightbulb in the room went out again.

That’s the feeling!

"Come out here!"

After Ian shouted this, he once again pulled out a sword from the air.

It was a long cross sword with a slender blade and Morgan's name engraved on it.

There isn't much legend about it.

It was just a weapon given to him by Morgan in order to achieve his goal.

This is Morgan's sword!

Looking at the sword filled with blue light in his hand, Ian smiled happily.

This was not just seeing a familiar weapon after a long absence, but also a further revision of previous thoughts.

Extract weapons from memory (×)

Extract weapons from memory that are closely related to you (√)

Given the huge difference in legendaries between Morgan's sword and Excalibur Galatine, the range for this ability is probably going to be pretty loose.

As the sword blade disappeared and emitted a blue fluorescent light, Ian's mood gradually became happier.

After all, if all this is true, I will have to find a way to leave more corresponding traces when I enter the simulation in the future.

In this way, it will be possible to reproduce more things.

but--

What can a weapon reproduced like this be used for?

And now I am facing the biggest problem.

That's how to keep these items extracted from memory longer?

It would be best if you could just stay with me forever.

This is not a question that can be answered in a short time.

We have to find a way to get more information.

If you think this way.

Ian looked at the room he was in.

Before experiencing that period of British history, I had heard many strange terms in this place called Chaldea.

magic--?

Singularity——?

Heroic Spirit——?

At that time, I was not able to understand what these words meant.

Looking back now, this seems to be something closely related to the era of Morgan and Altria.

If we can figure out these things, maybe we can know what we should do to maintain their existence.

If we are lucky, maybe we can meet earlier?

But who should I turn to for information?

I don't know anyone at all.

Ian, who was unfamiliar with the place, thought about the few memories related to Chaldea.

Hey, wait!

It seems that I don’t really don’t know anyone.

Before entering that simulation, I had a small accident with a pink-haired girl in the corridor.

At that time, I also commented on her breasts.

If I can find her, maybe I can get the answer I want!

Ian never does things in a shabby way.

After tidying up his clothes, he decided to go out and look for the girl with pink hair.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t know the name. You can just gesture along the way and someone will remember it.

Being thick-skinned is a necessary rule for survival in today's society.

pat.

The door opens.

Ian, who was about to leave, just stood there in a daze.

Because he couldn't think of it.

The moment you open the door, a creature that you don't know whether to describe as a cat, dog, or rabbit will stop there.

"Fufufu?"

It made strange noises.

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Ian could have sworn.

In his past life, he had never seen any creature that could not make him think of adjectives at the first sight like the one in front of him.

It has soft fur.

Its whiteness is so pure that if you throw it into a pile of snow, you will probably lose your original form.

It also has a pair of long ears, with fine fur covering the pink inner ear shell.

If you judge based solely on these two points, you would probably have a feeling like "This is indeed a rabbit."

But as soon as you see its limbs and the small sharp claws on them, this feeling will quickly turn into the surprise of "this might be a cat".

But if you move your eyes away from these places and look at its face, you will instead realize that “it might still be a dog.”

But the biggest problem is that if you take all these ideas into consideration, you will find that it actually has a cloud-like curled tail.

"Monster" seems to be the most perfect name.

Does this creature really exist?

Ian began to doubt his own eyes.

but--

Since even time travel has happened.

The appearance of some strange creatures is not something difficult to accept.

Don't ask, don't look, don't touch.

As long as you do these three things, then what the other person looks like will not affect you.

Ian, who already had things to do, decided to avoid this completely indescribable creature in front of him.

however--

The creature seemed unhappy about Ian's avoidance.

Wherever Ian went, it blocked the road, like a moving roadblock.

Ian really couldn't stand it this time.

He is not the kind of person who would stretch out his face and slap someone if they kick him.

"Don't go too far!"

"Don't stop me, I have things to do!"

After saying this, Ian pretended to grin and looked fierce.

He was sure that if a child saw him like this, he would be scared and cry on the spot.

but--

In response to Ian's intimidation, the creature in front of him not only did not show any fear, but became even more dissatisfied.

"Fufufufu! Fufufufu!"

It expressed its displeasure in a more aggressive manner, even showing its small fangs, and looked equally ferocious.

Logically, this should be a tense moment.

But Ian's mind was attracted by the new discovery.

He felt as if he understood what that string of "Fu Fu Fu" meant.

Is it an illusion?

Ian hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively:

"Can you say that again?"

"..."

It didn't seem to expect Ian to say such a thing.

But after hesitating for a moment, this creature that could not be described with accurate adjectives actually did what Ian said.

It even slowed down its speech.

"Fufu——Fufu↘, Fufu——Fufu↗!"

"..."

Although only Fu's pronunciation was heard throughout, Ian found that he actually heard something.

He spoke again tentatively:

"Are you trying to say 'Since you've seen Fu Fu, why don't you bow'?"

"Fu?!"

The expression of the creature in front of me changed very obviously.

Not only did its ears stand up, but the look in its eyes also became quite different.

If this were a simulation, Ian thought the prompt would be something like this.

【It is surprised by what you said! 】

And this is indeed the case.

After Ian successfully "deciphered" the Fufu language, the creature began to circle around him, occasionally extending its claws to touch him, looking like it was conducting some research.

Ian felt that this creature was a little special, so he decided to spend a little time on it.

He squatted down, trying his best not to look at it with a condescending attitude.

"Um, is Fufu your name?"

"..."

"Fu."